Background: Mathan is not 100% potty-trained in that, if he has to pee and you don’t catch his subtle signals, he will just pee somewhere in the house rather than try harder to catch your attention. This is generally easily managed by us just constantly offering to let him out, but every once in a while, we have a pee incident. This morning was one of those days.
- I was downstairs
- He was downstairs
- The door to the back garden (where he usually pees) was open
- He knew it was open because he went out to chase a magpie
- The door leading to the upstairs was closed, but not latched
Apparently, he had to pee, because what I later discovered was that, instead of just GOING OUTSIDE like a sane dog, he OPENED THE KITCHEN DOOR, WENT ALL THE WAY UPSTAIRS, AND PEED. ON MY PURSE.
Just….the sheer unnecessary effort it took him to be a douche…
Jokes on him, though, cause I’m poor and cheap and that purse came from Penneys.